National Bleh Day

Welcome, Dear Readers. Do you ever wake up in “one of those moods” where the whole world is just one big ball of bleh?

Well, this blog is officially announcing a new holiday.

National Bleh Day!

And in honor of National Bleh Day, let’s do something bleh by taking stupid pictures of the stuff on our desks. Here, I’ll get us started:

Bleh doesn’t really get any more Bleh than this. The centerpiece of this picture is the spoon I ate my cereal with. I don’t know what happened to the bowl. I think I might have accidentally eaten it. How does it fee to eat a bowl? Frankly, I don’t even remember it.Here’s the Old-Fogy cereal that was in the bowl I ate. It’s got fiber and 80 calories so I ate four (4) bowls which probably means I ate the same amount of calories and sugar as two maple bars. Why didn’t I just eat two Maple Bars instead? Because today is National Bleh Day which I am beginning to hate already.Here’s a notebook I’ve had in my desk drawer for probably 6 years. Just judging from this note I made myself, you can kind of see why I’m always missing appointments and why I’m not a millionaire. I start doodling half-way through every note rendering it totally useless. Frankly, that’s one of the reasons I’ve started National Bleh Day. So I can finally get some use out of all this pointless stuff I have. ( I would have turned this vertically so you could read it better, but what with it being National Bleh Day, why bother?)How much more Bleh can this picture get? The answer is none more Bleh. I probably went to too much work for this picture as it is. Anyway, that pen is the pen I sometimes use when I need to write something with a pen. The nail polish I have on right now (see below). That’s my coffee in the background (it’s cold). And that little green block is something I bought one time. Why?Okay, here’s what the nail polish looks like on my fingernails. I know they kind of look like my toes, but they’re not. My toes are shorter and fatter. I kind of like clear nail polish because when it chips off, you don’t really notice.But then you have to ask yourself, if you can’t tell if it’s chipped, it probably doesn’t show enough to even bother with.I don’t’ know whether to put a question mark after the above sentence because I can’t tell if it’s a question or not.See this is the kind of stuff discussed on National Bleh Day. Aren’t you glad I started National Bleh Day? No? Me neither. (Wait . . . did I just agree or disagree with myself?)Oh hey! Here’s a piece of candy I found in my desk. It looks old. It looks like it would taste pretty Bleh. Let’s find out shall we?Yup I was right. It does taste pretty Bleh. Probably because I think it’s been in my desk drawer since 2009. Of course, that won’t stop me from eating the whole stale piece. Why? Because that’s what people do on National Bleh Day.

And there you have it, Dear Reader, our very first celebration of National Bleh Day. I hope your day will be as bland, and mediocre and uneventful as is humanly possible on, this, our very first National Bleh Day!

Speaking of pronouncing “a’s” I was watching Columbo last nite and he pronounces his “a’s” just like you do. You are developing a southern California accent when it comes to pronouncing the letter a. No offense but somebody had to point that out. And who’s going to do that but your Mom.

Thank you Linda!! I recruited help and they have found the problem and they’re working on it!! Yay! I’m glad you got to see the site though and happy to have you on board. I hope to launch this week but there’s one other glitch that needs to be worked out. It depends on how long that takes! lol

Just went over there, but it’s not coming up correctly on my computer. I’m getting the pictures but they’re very small and there’s not other sign of a blog! Just the tiny pictures . . . (I love the pictures though)

( I would have turned this vertically so you could read it better, but what with it being National Bleh Day, why bother?)
Hahaha.
I think Reese’s probably tste like theyr six years old on the day they were made.

I think you’re right, Donald. Every Reese’s we eat has probably been sitting on one shelf or another for six years by the time it makes it into our stomachs. So that means I just ate a 12-year-old candy bar. On the whole it wasn’t bad.

It is an old fogy cereal isn’t it? I thought the 80 meant there were only 80 calories in it, but now that I think about it, I think it’s actually for 80-year-olds. It’s wasn’t very good. I think you have to have false teeth to really appreciate the flavors.

I have no idea what a PDC Summit is. It actually says “summit” doesn’t it. Now that’s a pen that too big for it’s britches.

Your nightstand makes me want to go to the library and I just might actually do that today! I looked all those books up on Amazon and read the reviews and now I want to read all of them. I haven’t been enjoying my reading much lately as I’ve been buying a lot of Kindle books. and reading them just isn’t the same. It doesn’t feel like the words are being formed in the same part of my brain as a real book. It’s like the part of my brain that irons is reading the book which makes it much less satisfying.

Whenever I go to the bookstore I aways come away empty-handed. I don’t seem to be able to find anything I actually want to read. Although now that I have your bedside table list, I’ve got a good start. How do you find your books?